She speaks words to emotional for man to hear
And sets innocent forests ablaze with her stare
With her words as her weapon
And her army of wisdom at her side
She wanders the lonely cemetaries
Looking for a mortal to steal away
Many nights this temptress spends
Freezing the sands of time
As to benefit her blood-thirsty hunt
A satistfaction as great as murder
Stealing flesh and blood
And leaving the bones to decay
She slaughters the narcisisstic
She drains the greedy
Every impurity is her target
I hear her in my distant thoughts
She stalks me in my dreams
And sometimes I fear the worst
I fear she's come for me
